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2: Composed of elements drawn from various sources; also: heterogeneous(Definition from Merriam-Webster)

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I Had a Little Contest - - -

.To name my "Grand Old Dame."But you, my bloggy partnersGave her much more than a name,You gave her a poignantstoryAnd one sweet hour of fame.

Thank You

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And Woody Says - - -

Woody Paige puts fun and witty sayings on his chalk board on the ESPN show, "Around the Horn"

Here are my faves from Paige:

* "Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon!"

* "Those who throw dirt only lose ground."

* "I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger."

* "The road to success is always under construction."

* "I fish, therefore I lie."

* "Dear Algebra, stop asking us to find your X, she's not coming back and I know Y."

* "Teamwork means never having to take all the blame."

* "I barely survived yesterday and now it's already today!"

* "Do you call Santa's helpers subordinate clauses?"

* "So, how many days DID it take to build Rome?"

* "Cancel my subscription, I'm tired of your issues."

* "Today is the tomorrow we worried about yesterday."

* "Don't sweat petty things . . . or pet sweaty things"

* "Two wrongs are only the beginning"

* "Worrying works. 90% of the things I worry about never happen."

* "I finally got my head together, and now my body is falling apart."

* "When I'm finally holding all the cards, why does everyone decide to play chess?"

* "Legend: A lie that has the dignity of age."

* "A diamond is forever: The payments are longer."

* "When in doubt, mumble: When in trouble, delegate: When in charge, ponder."

* "I don't have an attitude; I have a personality you can't handle."

* "When I want your opinion, I'll give it to you!"

* "It is better to understand a little than to misunderstand a lot."

* "An eye for an eye leaves the world blind."

* "Sports do not build character, they reveal it!"

* "Dust is a protective coating for fine furniture"

* "I'm in shape - round IS a shape."

* "Money talks, but all mine says is "good-bye."

* "If a pig loses its voice, is it disgruntled?"

* "Love is blind but marriage is a real eye-opener!"

* "A dog has an owner. A cat has a staff"

* "I'd like to have more self-esteem, but I don't deserve it!"

* "Red meat is not bad for you. Fuzzy green meat is."

* "Nothing is fool proof to a talented fool."

* "Bacteria - the back door of a cafeteria."

* "Nostalgia isn't what it used to be."

* "Stressed spelled backwards is desserts."

* "As I said before, I never repeat myself."

* "Corduroy pillows: they're making headlines!"

* "Young at heart, slightly older in other places."

* "(I'm) proof that evolution can go in reverse"

* "My reality check bounced"

* "If you choke a Smurf, what color does it turn?"

* "I hate people who steal my ideas before I think of them."

* "I was uncool before uncool was cool."

* "Middle age: When your age starts to show around your middle"

* "Do not disturb, I'm already disturbed."

* "If an open door is ajar, is an open jar adoor?"

* "March Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change."

* "Telepath Wanted: You know where to apply!"

* "The information went data way"

* "I'm bilingual - I speak English and SMACK!"

* "Mental floss prevents moral decay."

* "Why use a big word when a diminutive one will do?"

* "Why is abbreviation such a long word?"

* "I can see clearly now, the brain is gone."

* "Every morning is the dawn of a new error"

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Quotes of Note

You're born a male but you have to CHOOSE to be a man" - Herm Edwards

"I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy. Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that" - Unknown

"They err who think Santa Clause comes down through the chimney; he really enters through the heart." - Mrs. Paul M. Ell

"Thankfully, our true roots are in heritage and not things. I just need to keep reminding myself that things are only reminders of heritage." - Keetha Broyles, June 21, 2010

"Tears lubricate the soul." - from "Finding Buck McHenry"

"Somehow you must come to understand that God is love, that love is the proof of God, and forgiveness is the proof of love." - The Priest in "Levi's Will" by W. Dale Cramer

"The truth about a man is in what he does, not what he says." - W. Dale Cramer in "Levi's Will"

"Fairy Tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten." - G. K. Chesterton

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Bloggy Awards

From Debbie at "There's an Angel on my Porch"

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From Shannon

From Cry

From Debby at "Just Breathe"

From Carol at "Old Glory Cottage"

From Lori E at "Family Trees May Contain Nuts"

From Molly, Vivienne, and Mub

From Kyooty and Lori R at "Altered Glass"

From Vivienne at "The V Spot"

From Grace at "Growing Old With Grace, Lynn at "It's a July Thing", and Joycee at "Granny Mountain"

Thursday, May 26, 2011

.Hayward Lake. That's what "they" call it - - - though I simply cannot think of it by that name for, having grown up in Hayward, I know it is simply a widened portion of the Namekagon River.

Nonetheless, "they" call it Hayward Lake. Situated right on its banks is this lovely hotel.

Fisherhubby and I spent last night there as a bit of a delayed anniversary get-away.

Of course, being Fisherhubby, he found time to do a little bit of this - - -

Followed by a whole lotta this.

While we were in Hayward, FH fished in three different spots and caught 6 fish. The following FH anecdote happened during ONE of his fishing excursions last evening:

Last Thursday, FH got a new iPhone. He has been experimenting with various ring tones to see which one he likes. At some point yesterday he set his ring tone to duck calls.

When he left the hotel to drive to another portion of the river to fish, he specifically told me, "I've got my cell phone, if you need me you can call."

After an hour or so of quality blogging time, I got very curious about the success he may or may not be having fishing, so I gave him a call. It rang four or five times and then went to voice mail.

I thought, "he's probably pulling in a big fish right now and can't answer - - - I'll call back in a minute." This I did three or four times with the exact same ring followed by voice mail response.

About a half an hour later he strolled into the hotel.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" I queried.

"It didn't ring." Says he.

"That's funny, I called you three or four times."

"Hnmmm - - - I wonder why it didn't ring???"

He checked his phone for a bit - - - then looked up at me with a sheepish grin.

"I had my ringer set to duck calls. I kept hearing ducks calling - - - but there were mallards all around me so I thought it was them. Once I heard one right above my head and looked UP thinking, 'how did that mallard get there without me knowing it?' - - - only there was no duck there! I guess it was my phone ringing the whole time!"

So - - - a word to the wise ourdoorsman - - - DON'T SET YOUR RING TONE TO WOODSY SOUNDS. Unless, of course, you WANT to ignore your wife, on your anniversary and all.

This was the view of the "lake" from our hotel window during the late afternoon.

And it was no less lovely as the sun began to - - -

And then did indeed go down.

The view a bit to the left - - -

Left view, sun going down.

View to the right - - -

Right view, sun going down.

We took a leisurely morning and then headed home.

At one point in the car, I felt a creature crawling on my wrist - - - looked down and there was a little tick.

Oh mes amies - - - I GREW UP with ticks. They never phased me a bit.

So, WHY am I feeling creepy crawlies that don't even exist all over me?????

Hello to my bloggy peeps. Fisherhubby and I are on a little two day get-away in the north woods. I am using my new "toy" to post this all important information blurb to you. Nevermind the fact that I'm having trouble getting it to post pictures, change fonts, or even space for paragraphs. AT LEAST I'VE GOT THIS MUCH FIGURED OUT!!! And, besides all that I've figured out - - - all by my little old self - - - how to turn it into a WiFi "hot spot" and Fisherhubby was able to get online on his Macbook using my hotness. I've always WANTED to have hotness!!! OK - - - enough of one long run-on paragraph post. I'll have some pictures and more news when I get back to lappy. ttfn. Over and Out.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Today the Big Cheese, also known on this blog as Fisherhubby, and I are celebrating our 36th Anniversary.

He's celebrating it by working and I celebrated by getting a mani and a pedi!!!!

Thirty-six years ago today, in the tiny South Carolina town where we tied the knot, it was about 110 in the shade and 99% humidity.

I do exaggerate - - - but not by MUCH.

Since then we've managed to stir up PLENTY of heat - - - in every way you are imagining.

After we tied that knot, we brought four wee babes into this world and made a family. I will tell you that QUIET moments around our home were few and far between. Oh, but what fun we had - - - and if we didn't think so at the time, now as we look back on those days every one of the six of us ends up laughing at our past antics - - - laughing so hard that the tears roll down our cheeks.

Happy Anniversary, Fisherhubby!!! Here's hoping we have 36 more years together.

You may read a lovely tribute written by the oldest of our four babies here. Thank you so much, Keri!

.When Kamma and Papoo (you may call these folks grandma and grandpa but 'round these here parts that "ain't" their names) live more than 7 hours away from their grans it takes some extraordinary planning to get to spend time together.

A couple of weekends ago, in order to return our grans to their mommy and daddy we decided to meet in the middle - - - in this case "the old Georgia pine" was Exit 59 in Hoffman Estates, Illinois - - - a northern "burb" of the Big Ole Windy City.

Fortunately for all of us - - - all three generations - - - there was a Red Robin at the exit where we could share a little food and fellowship after our long car rides and before our next long car rides home.

Mama Keri was ecstatic to be reunited with her little "chicks," Mackinley and Piper.

We settled in to scour the menus for delightful morsels with which to assuage our budding appetites.

Around us was much ambiance. Ambiance and atmosphere.

Mr. Red himself presided over all.

Then there was a carousel horse,

And even Miss Liberty waving her space-age torch.

The waiters had ready smilesAnd the onion ring towers were feats of construction genius.

The food was OK - - -

None of us went home hungry that day.

I'm linking this little peek into my world,The world of Central Wisconsin,To YOUR world at Communal Global.

When I say back breaking, I am NOT kidding. He must haul dozens and dozens of 5 gallon buckets of sap from the trees to his collecting tank BY HAND every single day while the sap is running.

It takes 200 gallons of sap to make 6 gallons of syrup. My math isn't perfect, but I believe that is 33.3 in adfinitum gallons of sap per gallon of syrup!

Doug's syrup is sooooo yummy that strangers knock on his door, having heard of him word-of-mouth, and BEG to buy it.

I was bequeathed this gorgeous jar just by virtue of being his FAVORITE cousin.

Oh I do kid about the favorite part, he has 20 other first cousins (on our side) that would argue with me about THAT one, but I do NOT kid about him giving me this jar.

It is a golden treasure and we shall dole it out accordingly over the next year.

Talk about a treasure! Here are our three grans enjoying a picnic on the lawn.

Ants optional.

And here is our FIRST baby with her LAST baby on a bike.

All you bloggy moms out there - - - remember how it felt when "they" placed your FIRST baby in your arms in the delivery room???? I STILL get that feeling every time I look at "my baby." It never goes away.

Pure gold and I think it does glitter!

And here he is - - - the ever dashing and daring Fisherhubby pushing the vacuum. He saw me with my camera and said if I didn't go away, he'd stop working.

But he didn't - - - at least not until he had vroom-vroomed our entire place.

And I am THANKFUL! I hate to vacuum, and I never cease being thankful to him for doing it.

The man may pick on me and tease me and joke with and about me - - - but he is a golden boy, and SOMETIMES, just sometimes he also glitters!